Welp, this is the last pre-journal blog in this series. I am walking in from a lovely dance-a-thon, wherein I was able to feel the presence of so much love and good energy. I danced and danced and danced and really felt the spirit was alive. I saw old friends, made new friends and felt the presence of a friend who was taken away from this world so suddenly. I felt kindness and joy. I sang. I took photos in an elevator shaft beneath a disco ball.
In three hours I’ll be at LAX. What a blast it was to dance the night away – clear headed and fancy free. Now, it’s time to get a-shufflin’, and head over to meet destiny.
A happy day to everyone. It’s been my pleasure to impart my story with you.
With sincerity, gratitude and humble horrahs,